AL-THAR
#78. Nephew Candidate

"Nrt ..."

"Hm ..."

Athar turned his head and waited for the words of his wife. But Mira just shook her head and shivered widely.

Finally, Athar returned to his smart screen. He needs to check several things related to work and social relations with his friends.

"Command ..."

"Why, Al?" ask her without taking her eyes off her smartphone.

"Hm .. not to be."

Mira leaned back on the headboard. His mind was exploring flying far away everywhere. He was worried, whether to continue the question that was weighing on his mind since yesterday, or not to just keep the question in his head?

"Aba–"

Athar turned his head sharply and looked at Mira impatiently. "What, Al? Wh why? What are you gonna say? What do you wanna talk about? What do you want to ask, huh?" his pedicab.

Mira knows that she is testing Athar's patience for his hesitancy. So before her husband is more angry because he lost patience, he must immediately express his thoughts.

"Abang dong, that's,"

"They're the guys, anyway,"

Mira rubbed her husband's head slowly. His mind wandered about yesterday.

"Uhm, you're not a mobster, are you?!"

One question sentence from him was successful in making Athar speechless and evaporating his anger. There was no reason for him to be angry anymore. Because the things that will be heard next are certainly magical things.

"Sort of Vincenzo ..."

Well, right.

"...."

crick

There is no word from Athar. Her husband was just staring at Mira expressionlessly, who gradually turned his eyes away from his guard. Yes, Athar soon found the wife who often thought absurd. Well, he's a regular.

"You've seen the drama for sure?" guess it.

"Yes" said Mira directly. "Therefore I thought that ... if that was me .." he hesitated again to say it.

"What's? You see what?" Athar responded. "You must have seen my collection, right?!"

"Collections?"

"Hm. Those weapons are my collection" he said calmly. And his gaze was still the same, that is, towards his phone.

whoa!

So the weapons I saw in the room yesterday were Athar's bang collection?

"Kok horror anyway, Bang," he said honestly. "Collection of guns, gunfire ..."

Athar chuckles amusedly looking at him. "Gunshot?"

Mira nodded.

"Typical shot!"

"Well, it was a shot. Gun or whatever it's called. They're definitely a family of gunshots."

"Revolver."

"Huh?"

Athar smiles. "Don't go to the side house, I said. You won't be able to sleep if you see what's there."

"Take a. I couldn't sleep because I saw Ferrow there" said Mira to tease.

So Athar immediately bit Mira's cheek with anxiety. "Aww!"

"How dare you think of Ferrow."

He gave a grin. Both of them already know that Mira is only in fangirl mode when seeing Ferrow or other artists.

"Well, seriously, that's just a collection weapon? Brother is no longer involved in the black world, is he?! Not the mafia, is it?! Not Vincenzo Cassano, is it?! Not an illegal arms dealer, is it?!"

This time Athar pulled Mira's cheek with his finger and made her anxious. "I'm not a criminal, Al. Your husband is still law abiding. Trust me,"

"Yes, believe. But, 'kan–"

"Believe it but."

"Yes, Brother ..."

"Look, I have it all just for self-care. You know whose enemy I am. They're dangerous people, Al. I will try to protect as much as possible everything I have, especially you. All the precious things in my life, I will take care of them with all my might. That's my promise."

Athar's sincere words accompanied by his warm gaze made Mira warm up as well.

"Yes, I believe in Brother .." he said.

"I would die for you, for our son,"

Like Athar, now Mira is pulling Athar's cheek. It's just ...

"Sick, Al," Athar rubbed his cheek that Mira had just pinched. "You really are. I wasn't really, really," she protested.

"Yes anyways, Brother. Just speaking recklessly. Why talk about dying everything. Try changing it, he said, so live. That's part of the prayer, Bang. I don't want to ah Denger Abang said like that again."

"Yes, Honey. Sorry ..." Athar immediately hugged Mira and gave a kiss on her cheek.

"In addition to the same Ferrow weapon, what else is there in the house next door?" mira asked me suddenly, after the kisses that Athar threw at her.

"There's a lot of my people in that house."

"Yes, know. Besides that?"

"What else? Nonexistent. Besides that gym and my collections, there's nothing else. Just yeah ..."

"What's free?"

"In addition to Ferrow, there are several other artists who subscribe to my gym, Al. That's why I don't want you to go there. Later you forget yourself, trus lupain me."

Mira's eyes widened. "Other artists? Taehyung is?"

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A month later ...

"Geez, Shel, what a big chunk?" ask Mira worried. She had just arrived, after getting word from Ghani that her sister was about to give birth and she rushed straight from campus to the hospital. "The feeling is not yet dated,"

"Well, how do I know! The forecast is still two weeks away. HPL it's early next month. But my son wants to come out now" Shelia, who is experiencing heartburn from contractions, is now ready for the birth of her baby.

She was walking back and forth in one of the rooms in a hospital, where she was about to give birth to her baby who seemed to be born sooner than the estimated date.

"That means your child is impatient. My niece can't wait to see me as her wow aunty. Uh btw, where's Mama going?"

"Mom again buy drinks. He's nervous about getting his first grandchild."

"Oh. You have a heartburn, Shel?"

Shelia shakes. "Little bit. Still opening three, so it's still a little sparse heartburn."

"Ooh ..." Mira. In his mind, if only the heartburn problem does not sound creepy. What makes Mira think when giving birth later is the possibility of an injection. Hiiiy, don't let that happen!

"Truly wisdom."

"Yes yes ..."

"Later you will also be rasain ..."

"Still a long time, times. It's also three months."

"Yeah, nine months is a spit. Feel nothing. You want brojol."

"Lo don't want me dong,"

"So you're afraid of giving birth?"

"Yes that's not it. Ah ah, you will not understand. I can't explain it with words."

"Oh-duh-duh ..." Shelia held her stomach.

Mira's reflexes approached out of worry. "It hurts so much, Shel?"

Shelia frowned holding something back. A feeling that Mira has never been able to guess what it is like.

"Sister Sheli!"

Someone's voice made Mira and the older sister turn their heads. There Kiara and Ghani come together.

"Sister not yet a lahiran? Kirain is,"

"Lo don't see her stomach still big?" Ghani who responded with ketus.

"Do you want me to wipe, brother?" Kiara ignores Ghani and focuses more on worrying about her future sister-in-law. "When my cousin gave birth, I helped wipe her back. He said, so comfortable."

Shelia shakes. "No, thank you. How long, Mir?" ask her to Mira.

"You guys were here first yes, sheli said," Mira told Ghani and Kiara. "Gue wants to follow Mama to the cafeteria."

Mira thought, Sheli needs their mama now. The state of Sheli who will give birth without a companion aka husband, is something that will not be desired by any woman, should. So the mother figure is the only appropriate substitute to replace the figure of a husband who does not exist at this time in the life of a Shelia.

After arriving at the hospital cafeteria, Mira found the mother sitting down drinking mineral water in her hands. Soon he approached the woman who had given birth to him.

"Ma, how is it here anyway? Sheli nyariin Mama's, uh,"

"Yes, Mir. But Mama deg-degan loh. Mama was a little scared. You're the one who made up Sheli,"

"I'm more scared, Ma. I can't possibly nemenin Sheli when I don't dare see the process of giving birth." Mira shook her head. "No way, Ma. Scared uh,"

"Well, you are ..."

"Mama why?" mira asked when she saw her hand rub her cheek quickly. "Kok Mama cried anyway?"

"Pity your sister, Mir. She didn't have a husband who should be there to accompany her in childbirth like this." Right, mama has sobbed.

Mira's hand moved to gently wipe the back of the mother.

"She has no, Mir .. She has no husband .. The child she will be born with is an orphan, Mir. And that's what makes Mama feel sick. In the past, when Mama gave birth to you, Papa was always near Mama. Even when Papa came just a little late, Mama was already not because of the feeling in the heart. So Mama is not happy how sheli feels now. Rather than Mama crying nearby, it would be better for Mama to be here first."

"But Sheli has opened three, Ma."

"There are seven more, Mir."

"Owh .. that's .. but Sheli needs Mama, Ma. Because there is no husband that makes him need more Mama than anyone. Trust me the same ...."

It didn't take long for Mira to hear Mama's answer. "Yes .. Let's go back to his room!"

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